“Hahahaha~”

Ron's plight was the joy of the girls. The silver bell-like laughter echoed in the woodland beside the parking lot. Other families looking for a suitable Christmas tree not far away couldn't help but turn their heads and look here when they heard the laughter.

“…”

Ron barely poked his head out of the snow and confirmed the locations of the girls not far away. Ron's mouth slightly grinned.

It’s time to use the talents of the working people!

The hair claws quickly twitched, like a submarine diving. The orange flagpole penetrated under the snow surface, and only a slight bulge that looked less obvious was moving quickly on the snow surface.

"Hahahaha, it's so funny."

"Hey, where did the orange go?"

After laughing until he couldn't breathe, Catherine and Molly stopped and looked at Ron's submerged place, but found that Ron had disappeared.

"Orange! Orange!"

Catherine and Molly immediately closed their hands in front of their mouths into a loud trumpet, and while calling loudly, they walked towards the place where Ron disappeared - before they could reach it, a muffled sound came from the ground, and a small tree as thick as two fingers beside them suddenly shook, sprinkling snow all over the trees, and then an orange ball stood out from the snow with his head in his arms.

Although tunnel warfare is a great creation of the people of Dragon Kingdom, Ron, who was watching in movies when he was a child, obviously did not grasp the essence of it. Not only did the authentic tunnel dig, Ron, who was eager to surprise the girls, didn't even notice the obstacles, and rushed up like this.

“Hahahaha~”

A crisp laughter sounded again behind him. Ron turned his head and looked, holding his forehead and his resentful eyes made the two girls laugh even more.

After laughing and playing, Catherine and Molly were tired of playing and began to find fallen pine cones in the snow. According to tradition, this is an indispensable decoration on Christmas trees, and several must be glued on each Christmas tree.

Of course, you can also choose not to pick it up. Like plastic Christmas trees, the store also sells dry pine cones for five dollars. However, since you have arrived in the forest area, you just peel off the snow and bend your waist a few times, why not do it?

So Ron got into the snow again - when he was digging the tunnel, Ron dug a lot of pine cones under the snow.

Of course, this time Ron learned from the lesson of hitting a tree, and rose from the snow every one or two meters, fiddled out two or three pine cone balls, and accepted the praise from the two girls in the family.

"Orange, awesome!"

"Come on orange!"

At the back, Ron, who was skilled enough, completely transformed into a snow pine cone excavator. He saw a small bulge spiraling in the snow. Every few seconds, a pine cone flew out from under the bulge without pause.

The girls didn't bother to praise Ron. Just following behind to pick up pine balls made their cheeks red.

…………

"Catherine, Molly, come home!"

Half an hour later, Lorraine and Dad Tim returned to the parking lot with the selected Christmas tree. They were about to move the Christmas tree into the cart, but suddenly their eyes widened - a thick layer of pine cones was laid in the cart, almost one-third of the cart was in the cart.

"How is it, is it enough, is it enough?"

Hearing the screams of his father and brother, Catherine and Molly ran out of the snow with a pile of pine cone balls in their arms, and Ron followed behind them - the snow in the woods behind him had been completely plowed by Ron, like a vicious circle of wheat fields.

“…”

Enough, it's really enough!

After a speechless look, Dad Tim and Lorraine were about to persuade the two sisters to throw away a little, but before she could speak, Serene's continuous cannon had been fired.

"These are all dug by oranges, we picked them up."

"Molly and I made a decision and planned to wash and dry these pine cone balls and sell them!"

"Aren't there five dollars in supermarkets, we sell ten dollars!"

"Of course, we will give oranges a dividend."

The two sisters threw the pine cones in their arms into the carriage. Catherine said excitedly with her fingers, Molly nodded repeatedly, her eyes glowing.

Facing the two sisters' small plan, Dad Tim and Lorraine looked at each other again, but this time it was a tacit smile.

"Get into the car, go back and dad/brother washes pine cones with you."

…………

"Sell pinecones~, sell pinecones~, ten dollars per dollar~"

The next morning, Lorraine drove the pickup truck to the roadside of the supermarket in Fox Hill Community, unloaded the two baskets of pine cone balls from the car, placed them beside Catherine and Molly, and then moved a small stool and sat behind the stall of the two sisters.

These are all the best pine cones that were cleaned and selected after coming back yesterday. Even compared with the exquisitely packaged pine cones in the supermarket, they are not inferior - they are just not gorgeous packaging.

Moreover, Dad Tim also agreed with the two sisters that Lorraine would help them transport pine cones, but Lorraine would not help anything when selling pine cones.

The two sisters also slapped Peng Peng on their chests, saying that they would not ask Lorraine to help them. After lunch, the two sisters didn't even care about decorating the Christmas tree, so they ran back to their room and started to formulate sales plans.

They first identified their competitors: the supermarket in Liqiu Community - this is the most popular place in the entire Fox Hill community, and those who go to Fox Hill supermarket are all potential customers, and they may buy a few pine cones.

Secondly, the sisters investigated the price of pine cones in supermarkets. Five boxes of pine cones packaged in transparent plastic boxes were sold at a supermarket price of 10.99 US dollars. Considering the supermarket's profits and costs, they finally priced their pine cones one US$10.

Then, the two sisters Catherine and Molly took into account the portability and packaging of customers. They went to the supermarket to buy hundreds of nylon braided nets, which cost 15 US dollars. The packaging fee was equivalent to about fifteen cents per one, and spent an afternoon to pack all the pine cones into the nylon braided nets. This packaging fee was provided by Lorraine and distributed to the shares. In the final dividend ratio, Lorraine will account for 20% of the total revenue.

Finally, in order to attract business, the sisters also recruited models and had specific preferential measures - the top 50 customers who bought pine cones can receive an additional pine cones, buy more and get more, and the quota is over.

As for the model display, the two still chose their own pets. At this moment, Ron was wearing Santa's red and white pet clothes, wearing a Christmas hat, wearing a white beard, squatting under a cardboard sign with one front paw pressing a bag of pine cones.

"Sell pinecone balls~ ten dollars per dollar, and the top 50 places will be given an additional pinecone ball~, first come, first served, until it is delivered~"

"Sell pine cone balls~, ten dollars per dollar, mountain forest selection, orange endorsement, absolutely beautiful, if not beautiful, you can get a refund~"

Everything was ready, and the two sisters who had some experience in themselves started to sell it - Catherine had attended a charity sale at the school, while Molly was a grocery store in the town that used to bring spoils and scraps.
Chapter completed!